Juan Wang's mother brought Nizi to a variety show as a control group

Grandma Zhang didn't know how to thank Zhao Feixue and the others.

She couldn't get anything decent in return either.

"If Qin Qing can take care of herself, we will let her repay the society, be a good person, and help others." This is what Grandma Zhang can think of.

"Grandma, don't think too much, let's get through the current difficulties first, and don't feel burdened. People help each other, right? Good deeds don't matter how big or small they are." Zhao Feixue understood Grandma Zhang's feelings.

Just like the generation of her parents, they always said that favors are hard to repay. No matter how difficult their parents are, they are unwilling to accept help from others. Even when their mother is sick and unable to walk in the middle of the night with stomach pains, they wait for their father to come back and take her to the hospital. .

Fortunately, the diagnosis was not delayed.

All they think about is what they owe others and they can't repay it, and Zhao Feixue sees these as effortless.

Just like her neighbor sometimes asked her aunt to help pick up the children, and to express her gratitude, she would always bring some food. Zhao Feixue was directly angry, thinking that this was an exchange, and the relationship between people should not be expressed in tangible ways. something to measure.

Later, the neighbors stopped doing this, and the two became best friends.

"You are right, I will help others where I can help." Grandma Zhang has no money, but she will contribute.

Just like during Chinese New Year, when neighbors provide materials, she will help everyone make steamed buns.

Ermao was bored in the yard, watched the two children write for a while, and then went to help in the kitchen.

"What are you talking about?" he asked.

"Just chatting casually, Ermao, Grandma Zhang is a chef, she's amazing."

"No wonder the food is so delicious, even better than those in big restaurants." Ermao suddenly realized.

"What kind of chef, I will make breakfast." Grandma Zhang denied.

"Breakfast is the most difficult thing to make. It needs to be light, nutritious, and delicious. It is the source of energy for the day..." Zhao Feixue praised.

Grandma Zhang understood half of it, knowing that she was praising her, the old man blushed slightly: "Oh, stop talking, your face is hot."

"Grandma is shy." Zhao Feixue joked.

Grandma Zhang bowed her head: "It's so old, it would be embarrassing for the neighbors to hear it if you boasted like this."

"Grandma, you deserve our praise."

【Is that Feida's laughter?so magical]

【Except me Feida, who can shake the ground with laughter? 】

[What is so happy?Talk about it in the live broadcast room, I also want to laugh]

He Yishu was concentrating on teaching Qin Qing how to write. When she heard her mother's laughter, she put down the pen in her hand and shouted, "Mom, are you telling a joke?"

Zhao Feixue covered her mouth when she heard the woman's question, "I lost my temper, I lost my temper."

"Qin Qing, let's continue." The laughter stopped, and He Yishu picked up the pen again.

……

Merlin town.

Xu Ming and the others placed the vegetables and fruits they brought on the ground.

After half a month of recording the program, almost everyone in the town knew them, so they said that they hadn't shown it yet, and there was already a long queue in front of the booth.

But this time, in addition to calling Lu He and Daqiang, everyone called another name-Zhu Jiang.

Who doesn't like Xueba?

Zhu Jiang was taken aback by everyone's enthusiasm. He stood behind Lu He: "Brother and sister, I'm just an ordinary person. Don't do this, I'm not used to it."

"Everyone, don't get too close to scare the children." Someone in the crowd suddenly shouted.

So everyone stepped back consciously.

Zhu Jiang pulled Daqiang: "You came here last week, too?"

Daqiang nodded: "Don't be afraid, they have no malicious intentions."

Liu Daqiang explained a few words in Zhu Jiang's ear.

After a while, Zhu Jiang saw that everyone was just shopping, so he put down his guard, stood in front, and helped pack the dishes.

A word popped into the boy's mind: fan effect.

It is easy to sell things with popularity, but the most important thing is to increase the output of agricultural products in the village. Otherwise, no matter how many people there are, it will be useless if there are no supplies.

But with his ability, there is no way to increase the output, unless the three groups of guests are willing to help.

In addition to technical personnel, doing research and development requires a lot of expenses. It is not as simple as subsidizing a child. Is there anyone willing?
When Zhu Jiang was thinking, the bag in his hand became tighter and tighter.

"Brother Zhu, what are you thinking, open the bag." Liu Daqiang touched the dazed boy with his elbow.

"coming."

"Hehe, I didn't bring much stuff today, and there are so many people in the back, so I can't buy it." said the person waiting in line to be weighed.

Lu He stood aside, the line was so long that he couldn't see the end.

He had asked his mother a long time ago that the business was so good, why he didn't bring more things, so he could call for a three-wheeler.

Xu Ming said that Liu Neng's family didn't have many things. In addition, Liu Daqiang was the only one who planted before. Liu Daqiang had to go to school, so he didn't take care of the orchard and vegetable fields as frequently as other villagers.

Production is naturally reduced.

"The land is limited and the manpower is limited, so the harvest is also limited." Lu He said.

"Family, thank you for your support. The main thing is that these things can't grow in a day or two. Before, Daqiang basically took care of them alone, and there weren't so many things." Xu Ming added.

"I understand, and I can't expand it casually. Now that Hehe and the others are here, in the future, the people in the village will be left with Daqiang himself. If you plant too much, you won't be able to sell it, and it will be unsalable."

"Thank you for understanding." Lu Shaoan clasped his hands together.

Family No. [-] went to eat after selling fruits and vegetables.

It's already 01:30 pm.

"Daqiang, what do you want to eat?" Xu Ming asked.

Liu Daqiang himself has never eaten out, he said: "I have steamed buns."

"Keep the steamed buns, Auntie will take you to a big meal." Xu Ming wanted to find a restaurant, "How about hot pot?"

Liu Daqiang has never eaten a real hot pot. One New Year’s Eve, his father made a so-called hot pot. Fill a pot with water and put all the vegetables in it to cook. At that time, his father said it was a hot pot, but Liu Daqiang thought it was just a pot of soup. .

Later, he went to school to ask the teacher, and the teacher said that it was not a hot pot. The real hot pot is like a Bagua array, with different flavors on both sides, and you have to put all kinds of aniseed ingredients, and cook while eating.

Liu Daqiang wanted to eat, but the hot pot must be very expensive, he swallowed: "Shake your head."

There is a hot pot restaurant not far from Zhujiang School, but he has never eaten there himself, but treated his classmates once when they celebrated their 20th birthday.

It's delicious.

But he was just selling vegetables with Lu He and the others, so it's not good to eat other people's food.

"Auntie, I have something to eat. I'll eat at school later." Zhu Jiang said.

"You two, don't be so polite, just use hot pot." Xu Ming observed the expressions of the two of them, not because they didn't like it, but because they were embarrassed to eat it.

"But..." Zhu Jiang was still hesitating.

Lu He held a friend in one arm: "Don't worry, I'm starving to death, and I also like hot pot, let's go."

Xu Ming sat down at a nearby hotpot restaurant and ordered all the signature dishes, including tripe and mutton rolls...

On the contrary, there are not many vegetables.